Saturday, February 28, 2004
*never ending low, swept off my feet and dragged into the undertow.. try to regain my stance wonder if i have a chance at feeling alright for a moment.. words get stuck at the top of my throat wouldnt say a thing just to get yr goat, but it cuts inside me, doesnt go away.. wish you could see what its like to feel like there is no end to the rain.. its always the same, its how i feel.. talking to reflections is safer than you but its written all over my face why wont you ask, no one ever asks, scared to speak out, just put it away.. words get stuck at the top of my throat wouldnt say a thing just to get yr goat, but it cuts inside me, doesnt go away.. wish you could see what its like to feel like there is no end to the rain.. its always the same, its how i feel..*
sleepasaurus (awww yah 1996 baby!)
its like 515 in the morning. i dont know why im up. oh yah, cos i stayed in bed till 3. sigh. ryan was here till like an hour ago, i got him some flautas from work, and we had a dr mario showdown. now im listening to.... DASHBOARD CONFESSIONAL surprise!
anyway. i think i shall try to sleep.... its supposed to be a really nice day tomorrow, and i have to ruin it at chevy's.. i have to do research tomorrow night. ugh. im sure i wont be in the mood after working all day.. jimmy (new GM) told me he was gonna talk to me about my note tomorrow. last sunday i left him a note inquiring about the bartender position.. i dont know if he has good things to say or bad things.. but whatever. in my note, i just said that i wanted to do something different after 5 years of serving.. i said that im very reliable, that i havent called out in 2.5 years, except once and i had a note from the emergency room, and that im never late except for the few times that the G train did its erratic routine. so i dont know. he kinda said that if he asked us to do anything and we rolled our eyes, we shouldnt inquire.. and i kinda rolled my eyes at him tonight. ok, it was stupid. i was doing my rollups and i did 75, which is normal, and jimmy goes "its 100 tonight" and i was pissed bc there werent enough forks and knives for everyone to do their silverware and i had to do 100??? and like bart and jolynn and all these other people didnt have to do any rollups bc there was no silverware left. you know? anyway. it was dramatic. im not sure if i rolled my eyes or if i was just noticably irritated.
the super is coming to fix our ceiling at 10am. ugh. i dont know how im gonna get through tomorrow on 5 hours of sleep. im going to bed. nitenite.
*ill write another letter, and ill sign it always true, and i know ill be dumb enough to write 'i still love you' and heres to what yr looking for, ill get out of yr way, and heres my favorite picture of my favorite mistake..
i stayed in bed till three oclock today i think i wanna be alone. im sure [he's] not that sad at all, [he's] got a million other hearts to break, but [he'll] always be my favorite mistake..*
weston
sleepasaurus (awww yah 1996 baby!)
its like 515 in the morning. i dont know why im up. oh yah, cos i stayed in bed till 3. sigh. ryan was here till like an hour ago, i got him some flautas from work, and we had a dr mario showdown. now im listening to.... DASHBOARD CONFESSIONAL surprise!
anyway. i think i shall try to sleep.... its supposed to be a really nice day tomorrow, and i have to ruin it at chevy's.. i have to do research tomorrow night. ugh. im sure i wont be in the mood after working all day.. jimmy (new GM) told me he was gonna talk to me about my note tomorrow. last sunday i left him a note inquiring about the bartender position.. i dont know if he has good things to say or bad things.. but whatever. in my note, i just said that i wanted to do something different after 5 years of serving.. i said that im very reliable, that i havent called out in 2.5 years, except once and i had a note from the emergency room, and that im never late except for the few times that the G train did its erratic routine. so i dont know. he kinda said that if he asked us to do anything and we rolled our eyes, we shouldnt inquire.. and i kinda rolled my eyes at him tonight. ok, it was stupid. i was doing my rollups and i did 75, which is normal, and jimmy goes "its 100 tonight" and i was pissed bc there werent enough forks and knives for everyone to do their silverware and i had to do 100??? and like bart and jolynn and all these other people didnt have to do any rollups bc there was no silverware left. you know? anyway. it was dramatic. im not sure if i rolled my eyes or if i was just noticably irritated.
the super is coming to fix our ceiling at 10am. ugh. i dont know how im gonna get through tomorrow on 5 hours of sleep. im going to bed. nitenite.
*ill write another letter, and ill sign it always true, and i know ill be dumb enough to write 'i still love you' and heres to what yr looking for, ill get out of yr way, and heres my favorite picture of my favorite mistake..
i stayed in bed till three oclock today i think i wanna be alone. im sure [he's] not that sad at all, [he's] got a million other hearts to break, but [he'll] always be my favorite mistake..*
weston
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